He’s half your age, right?’ ‘Yes, just about thirty, twenty-eight, to be exact. Well, he was sure tempting.’ ‘Okay, and did you yield to the...temptation? You know, I really hope you did, Debby, a guy half your age. You do look good. I know I’m sure enjoying fucking you again. Was it good?’ ‘Now, Brian, why are you assuming I did anything?’ ‘I sure would have. The whole idea of some good-looking, young guy screwing you, well, look,’ and he lifts the covers up and his cock is pretty hard, ‘see. I stared into each man's face as I swallowed their salty sperm.After the last of them had filled my mouth, they zipped their pants up and pulled me to my feet."Put your panties back on, and come with us."I slid the panties on and followed the three back into the bedroom. I heard a clinking sound. They pulled off my shirt and handcuffed my hands behind my back."You're not supposed to fuck me," I cried. "I'm not supposed to cum!" Shut the fuck up, you little queer," one said. "We know what we're. Sorry, was all I typed."Sorry for what?"Sorry I wrote that."Was it meant for me?"She looked down and tightened her folded arms, which squeezed her breasts together even more. Her cleavage line was evident in the cam, though her arms hid most of her breasts from view. Still, it was incredibly arousing, all things considered.I decided instead of typing, I would nod. I looked at the cam and nodded.She bit her lip and watched me."So what are you referring to?"I typed, I think it's self-explanitory.. "None," replied Jenny falling to her knees in front of her. "I lied to you." Why?" D-d'you mind if I get myself a drink? Do you want one?" Hmm, Dutch courage. No thanks."Jenny clambered to her feet and went to pour herself a glass of wine from which she took a healthy pull and then topped it up. She went back and sat at Bea's feet again."Well?" asked Bea as coldly as before."I-I went to Christopher's." I thought you might. Did you sleep with him?"Jenny nodded."Did you make love?"Jenny nodded.